I haven't seen Hook in a while, so I've decided to re-watch it and provide a slightly sarcastic (but fully adoring) commentary. Can't help it, guys. It's what I do.

The film opens on some unusually attentive children in the audience of a school play. The play? Peter Pan. The stars? Maggie Banning and a bunch of nameless classmates, acting their little hearts out. The asshole in the audience talking on a cellphone? Peter Banning.

While always a dick move, this was unusual in 1991. (You see, children, cell phones didn't really become a thing until many years later...) Transfixed on Maggie's performance, mother Moira quietly admonishes her husband for missing it. Still ignoring the play and talking to his coworker, Peter promises his son that he'll be there for his big game, which is totally believable. His word is his bond, after all.